The days at Hogwarts

Lu Ping pretended to be calm and said: "It is an improved version of wolfsbane potion. If you take one pill, it will be effective for six months. The restriction is that you cannot chew it."

"You call this one?" The werewolf named Jimmy raised his head angrily, "This can be used to play baseball!"

"It's an improved version."

"Who improved like this?" Jimmy shouted, "This potion master should be imprisoned in Azkaban!"

Lupine nodded in agreement: "I support you, but now, what you should be thinking about is how to eat it."

"how about you?"

"I've learned the Animagus, I don't have to eat."

Jimmy suddenly felt uncomfortable, and couldn't help squinting his eyes and asking: "Where did you go last year? You learned the Animagus, got the improved version of Wolfsbane potion, and most importantly, you actually got so many roasts." drumstick!"

"I understand..." Lupine nodded, "Next week is the full moon night, you eat it now, and you can eat roasted chicken legs as you like in the next week."

"Am I talking about the grilled chicken legs?"

"Are you going to eat?"

"..."

Jimmy silently picked up the baseball-shaped "Wolfsbane Potion" and stuffed it into his mouth with difficulty.

"Ho...ho..."

With a goosebump-inducing swallowing sound, Jimmy ate a baseball with a ferocious expression on his face without chewing it.

"I think...I'm full-"

Jimmy suddenly paused. He felt the mud ball change in his stomach, as if a layer of it melted, and then a thick liquid seeped out from the baseball mud ball.

It was ice cold and felt strange.

"belch!"

Jimmy couldn't help but burp, and then a strong smell surged up his esophagus, transferred from his mouth to his trachea, and passed into his nose. Under the action of the sensitive werewolf nose, Jimmy's face suddenly turned green.

His eyes and eyebrows were knitted together, his nose was wrinkled, his mouth was tilted downward and he breathed in, his expression was distorted as if he was about to transform on the spot.

Lupine watched him lying on the table and twitching non-stop, his face turning from green to red, and then gradually losing color and turning pale.

He vaguely recalled some very unpleasant memories and asked with concern:

"No, are you okay?"

"..."

Jimmy lay weakly on the table, slowly raised his right hand, making an international greeting gesture, with four fingers bent in the palm of his hand, leaving only the middle finger straight.

This is something he learned newly after coming to this community.

Half an hour later, Jimmy slowly recovered and sat down at the dining table with Lupine. Plates of hot roasted chicken legs were taken out of the backpack. Jimmy looked at the backpack and then at the chicken drumsticks on the table. , wisely asked no questions.

"Give me a detailed introduction to the werewolf situation here."

Jimmy swallowed the meat in his mouth and let out a sigh of relief: "As you can see, they are roughly divided into two groups. One is the werewolves who originally lived in this country. The leader is a man named Taylor Lott. The werewolves of Na are very united.

"I heard from one of them that they didn't live here originally. They worked as carpenters, painters, etc. on the border of this country. They just moved here recently...probably they still have savings, temporary bread and temporary milk. We can also take care of ourselves, and they even gave us clothes last winter.

"The other one is someone who escaped like us, and is relatively loose. Fenrir Greyback gathered a group of restless guys to rob some Muggles, no, they are called No-Majs here, and rob their money and food. . Those who don’t want to work with him can only do illegal work.”

After Jimmy finished speaking, he lowered his head and continued to concentrate on the roasted chicken legs.

Lupine looked at Jimmy thoughtfully, mentally sketching the outline of the community.

The person behind Fenrir must be Voldemort.

The next thing to do is to win over the werewolf who longs for stability.

In addition to people like Jimmy, it seems that local werewolves can also get in touch.

Lupine suddenly raised his head and asked: "They rob Muggles and No-Majs, won't they be noticed by the Magical Congress here?"

"The Aurors of MACUSA have been very busy recently. As you know, the International Confederation of Wizards is about to start. And this place is already in a mess. No-Majs are often robbed..."

Jimmy raised his hand to scratch his head, then remembered that he hadn't washed his hair for several months, and put his hand down again, "And they didn't use magic to rob, so they wouldn't be noticed that easily."

"That's it..."

Lupine glanced at his head, and the idea of ​​scratching it for him disappeared instantly, and he muttered in disgust: "It's simply dirtier than Snape's head."

"Who is Snape?"

"Don't worry about this." Lupine waved his hand nonchalantly, "Can you contact Chief Taylor Lautner? I want to see him..."

"I've only talked to one of them little guys, but... let's give it a try."

"..."

Chapter 394 Boarding the ship and setting sail

London, Southampton Port.

This is a large commercial port located outside London in southern England.

A giant white cruise ship is moored along the port. The Queen Elizabeth 7 has a total tonnage of more than 294 tons and a hull length of meters. The main body of the chimney is black, with orange-red guards on both sides. There are two black lines across the guard. horizontal bars. The main color strips of the hull are black and white. Thanks to the simple structure of the hull and the absence of protrusions, the black and white colors not only do not appear monotonous, but also reveal a somewhat heavy meaning.

Of course, a tonnage of this level cannot help but look heavy.

It is said that this cruise ship is older than Loren and Hermione. It has experienced several wars and terrorist attacks along the way, and even the illusory ghost legends have not left behind.

These legendary experiences are worth the price of the ticket.

Grandpa Bates took a few people to the waiting room to check in, then crossed the transparent bridge, stepped over the carpet with Queen Elizabeth written on it, and entered the interior of the ship like a luxury hotel. Mozart's Sonata No. 1 was being played in the lobby.

Several people quickly found their rooms with the help of the staff.

In addition to the living room, balcony, and separate bathroom, the family suite also has four bedrooms, one for Mr. and Mrs. Granger, and one for each of the remaining three persons.

After moving their luggage and toiletries into the house, they gathered in the living room again. Grandpa Bates and Monica looked through the cruise ship's brochures. Wendell anxiously wanted to go outside for a walk, but couldn't find any suitable ones. excuse.

Loren held a bag of potato chips and ate them expressionlessly.

"I just saw portraits of many famous people in the corridor, such as Walt Disney, Charles Chaplin... It is said that they all boarded this ship."

As Hermione spoke, she pushed open the white glass partition window, letting in the water-vapor-rich air from the sea.

The cruise ship has not yet set off, and bold seagulls are playing on the railings, but when people approach, they will flap their wings and fly away, settling down again not far away, and their squawking sounds are like mocking the Twolegs for their inability to fly.

Wendell came over to take a look, and after realizing that this location was not suitable for fishing, he curled his lips in disappointment and retreated again.

"Crack...knock..."

Loren's face was expressionless, like an emotionless potato chip eating machine.

Hermione leaned on the railing and took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and smiled happily in the sun: "It is said that this ship was requisitioned as a troop transport during the Falklands War."

Hearing this, Bates, who was sitting on the sofa, paused for a moment, and then started flipping through the historical introduction at the back of the brochure.

"Crack...knock..."

Loren continued eating chips.

Hermione looked at him funny, reached out and grabbed a handful of crushed potato chips from the potato chip bag, and chewed them together with him.

Loren's expression softened a little, he frowned, and appealed for his crime: "I crushed the potato chips to warn consumers, why did you buy them for me to eat?"

"The verdict is final and no changes will be made."

Hermione said coldly and firmly.

"Damn it!" Loren gritted his teeth and scolded, "You are ruling like a dictator. If you continue like this, you will still be a dictator when you become the Minister of Magic. I will be the first to resist your rule!"

"..."

Hermione grabbed another handful of crushed potato chips from his hand and chewed them.

Don't bother paying attention to him, he can play this childish game all day long, and he might even happily fabricate accusations against her and discuss how to resist the rule of the evil Minister of Magic.

In the end, he sacrificed his life to influence himself.

Boring and childish.

Loren muttered for a long time, and slowly finished eating the potato chips. He poured the last bit of crumbs into his mouth, threw the bag into the trash can, and leaned on the railing with Hermione.

Looking at the seagulls wandering leisurely, Loren suddenly asked: "What do you think the meaning of a seagull's life is?"

Hermione looked at him confused: "What is it?"

"Go to the dock and order some fries."

"what?"

Loren shook his head in disappointment: "Forget it, you don't understand seagulls at all, you only care about yourself."

Hermione turned her head expressionlessly.

Why do you care about him?

……

The weather was clear and the sea was calm. The Queen Elizabeth 2 slowly sailed out of the port and slowly picked up speed along the transatlantic route. The bow broke through the blue sea and stirred up snow-white foam waves.

The tonnage of the cruise ship is so large that it is as stable as on land, with almost no feeling of shaking.

After the cruise officially started, Loren and others rested in the room for half an hour, and then started wandering around the cruise ship. Monica said it was to inspect the restaurant.

The first floor is the crew floor, with staff everywhere. The second floor is the atrium, surrounded by entertainment venues such as theaters and casinos, and even luxury goods and art shops. Above that are theme restaurants and The bar, with an open space between the two, looks like a stage.

There are 15 restaurants on the cruise ship, including free buffets and paid luxury meals. Italian pizza, bacon, fried rice, sashimi can be seen on the exposed dining table...

After passing the accommodation area, there is the deck further up.

"Monica, Hermione..." Wendell said to the two with a serious expression, "You guys go to the restaurant first. Bates, Loren, and I will go check the situation around the ship. In case of an emergency, we will be prepared."

Loren and Bates were stunned for a moment, then remembered something, looked at each other silently, and said nothing.

Hermione held her mother's hand and looked at them with her beautiful eyes open without blinking.

"..."

Monica looked at the eager expression on his face and pursed her lips: "Don't look for it. The cruise ship will not stop during the voyage, and tourists will not be allowed to fish."

Wendell frowned and looked at her: "What's fishing? I don't understand what you're talking about?"

Monica sighed helplessly: "Go ahead, remember to go back to the room in an hour, and we'll have dinner together."

"understood."

Wendell held Bates with one hand and Loren with the other, and left without looking back.

"Wendell, didn't you say fishing is not allowed? What else are you looking for?" Bates asked curiously.

Loren also looked at him curiously.

"You don't understand...it's no wonder, this is something only experienced fishermen know."

An enigmatic expression appeared on Wendell's face: "Just because it's not allowed by the rules doesn't mean it won't happen. Some sailors can also fish, and we might be able to join them."

The three of them stepped onto the deck.

The cruise ship has been sailing for a while, and there is no trace of land here. Looking around, there is nothing, only the sky and the sea, endless blue. Fortunately, the sky blue is different from the sea blue, so it is not Can't tell the difference between sky and sea.

The sun hung brightly above our heads, casting a mottled and dazzling golden color on the ripples and scales of the waves.

Brilliant and dazzling.

In such an environment, it seems that the heart has become boundless, open and connected with the sky and the ocean, making people want to lean up and merge into the endless blue.

Loren and Bates liked the view very much and leaned on the railing to watch it for a long time.

Wendell was ultimately disappointed. The management of this cruise ship was very strict and there was no fishing place around.

"In this case, we might as well take a plane!" Wendell said angrily.

"Don't worry..." Bates looked at him with a smile, "When the ship docks, Wendell, you can fish as long as you want."

"Can it be the same..." Wendell muttered, "It is said that you can encounter migrating fish schools far away from the coast. You can hook up casually and catch fish without bait. I can't experience it now...

"It's not that I really want to fish, I just want to try the new fishing reel I bought..."

"..."

Loren turned his head to avoid laughing. Isn't it just for fishing that you bought a new fishing reel?